Chenson Bennett

In your moment of doubt
The thought of change floats
waving across your mind
caressing your mind's temporary fever.
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My heart is empty as a grave,
My penalty black as the coffin,
When I am empty I hear no sound,
The forest of life has no more life,
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Scribe your name with the tip of a feather,
Your sweat as the ink
And your grave as the post.
Write a letter of your past
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What is ice
but water set to a certain temperature
What is peace but
an illusion for the hopeless
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Delicious Night

Oh night,
Oh how sweet you are to the heart and to thy soul,
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